In as much as it's been ages, nothings changed bout the way I feel about blogging, I personally admire Linda Ikeji and her constance, I can't be blamed tho #lawchick. Permit me to digress a bit frm class, fashion nd gossip as I share a little something I wrote, hope everybody adores originality like I do anyway here goes :
Doctrine of 'vaali'
Sitting here on the edge of a snowy iced wall,
Wondering which way down to the path
Of sweet warm summer.
Sitting here on the edge of a snow iced wall,
Observing the opposite paths
Standing as the inevitable options to my query for warmth.
Beautiful red roses endowed with greenest leaves,
Grow strongly on the right
But below I behold a world engulfed by fog
Enshrouding every corner like smoke from a powerful flame.
The left a little brighter
I see the birds flying, the trees healthy and earth sandy,
But that which tumbles my head is seeing it's walls covered in the same snow and cold from which I strive to escape.
Two ways like two roads, to choose but one, the other must be forgotten...
And I stand alone with a tribe of fools the discerner.
Tis no wish of man to start an endless journey,
Tis not my wish to attain the peak adorned with regrets.
The argument of the wise do not premise assumptions nor bewed ironies;
How then does a winter striken wall beget summer beneath
And a summer bitten side beget winter below.
These views diverge in my mind
But I shall indulge the greater view
Endure the shivers of winter for summer shall shower thy frozen toes with heat.
After rain comes sunshine,
So down the snowy wall we go
If at the end of our climb (down)
We meet a betrayal of our view;
Tis only a risk taken as decision.
We may fail and fall into a world of chaos
Like a gaping pit waiting to swallow us all
But we must realise that chaos is not a pit;
Chaos is a ladder,
many who try to climb it fall
And they never try again
As dried wood it breaks them
The few who recover from their falls,
Are able to reach the top of the ladder,
And the view revels that solution is just the same steps away.
If we take this risk today,we verify if it's really a risk or the grasp of a glaring opportunity.
For how do we know it's a risk if it hasn't been taken?
For what's life without risks being taken?.
By yours truly
Doctrine of 'vaali'
Sitting here on the edge of a snowy iced wall,
Wondering which way down to the path
Of sweet warm summer.
Sitting here on the edge of a snow iced wall,
Observing the opposite paths
Standing as the inevitable options to my query for warmth.
Beautiful red roses endowed with greenest leaves,
Grow strongly on the right
But below I behold a world engulfed by fog
Enshrouding every corner like smoke from a powerful flame.
The left a little brighter
I see the birds flying, the trees healthy and earth sandy,
But that which tumbles my head is seeing it's walls covered in the same snow and cold from which I strive to escape.
Two ways like two roads, to choose but one, the other must be forgotten...
And I stand alone with a tribe of fools the discerner.
Tis no wish of man to start an endless journey,
Tis not my wish to attain the peak adorned with regrets.
The argument of the wise do not premise assumptions nor bewed ironies;
How then does a winter striken wall beget summer beneath
And a summer bitten side beget winter below.
These views diverge in my mind
But I shall indulge the greater view
Endure the shivers of winter for summer shall shower thy frozen toes with heat.
After rain comes sunshine,
So down the snowy wall we go
If at the end of our climb (down)
We meet a betrayal of our view;
Tis only a risk taken as decision.
We may fail and fall into a world of chaos
Like a gaping pit waiting to swallow us all
But we must realise that chaos is not a pit;
Chaos is a ladder,
many who try to climb it fall
And they never try again
As dried wood it breaks them
The few who recover from their falls,
Are able to reach the top of the ladder,
And the view revels that solution is just the same steps away.
If we take this risk today,we verify if it's really a risk or the grasp of a glaring opportunity.
For how do we know it's a risk if it hasn't been taken?
For what's life without risks being taken?.
By yours truly
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